The brave Simmel wants to resign

"This is it!"

Chapter 32 The Strongest

The Leonid meteor shower.

2007年，其活跃期为11月14日至21日，极盛期出现在11月18日上午11时前后。

"The Leonid meteor shower is an annual astronomical event. Its parent star, Comet Tempel-Tuttle, has a 33-year cycle, and in 2007 it was in its decline phase following its outburst in 2001..."

Looking at the contents of his phone, Gojo Satoru muttered to himself.

"Pfft~ I thought it would be some kind of once-in-fifty-years super meteor shower~"

"They've been saying this for fifty years, so it's not something you can just meet easily, is it?" Shoko complained.

"Wu is still too obsessed with this unrealistic fantasy."

Xia Youjie added.

“I think this phenomenon, which doesn’t seem unusual, is actually the result of countless miracles,” Simmel said.

"Oh dear, Simmel is saying some pretty things again!"

"That's really cunning."

"Don't think that just because you're old you can do whatever you want..."

"You! You're the ones who shouldn't think that just because someone is old they can be bullied!"

"Can you guys stop chatting and come help us?"

Behind the group, Nanami Kento said coldly.

Buzz! ————————————————

A deep, resonant whistle pierced the sea, its echo reverberating far and wide.

The engine vibrated, and subtle tremors spread throughout the ship. Waves crashed in, and the huge, pure white vessel, leaving trails of fine, snow-white waves, sailed out to sea.

That's right.

At this moment.

The five-member group from the vocational college is heading towards the sea.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

【Recap】

Because the students from the vocational college survived the sweltering summer and successfully weathered the final counterattack of the cursed spirits in October, they were finally able to return to their brief daily routines.

In order to fully enjoy this holiday, the result of everyone's discussion was—

Watching a meteor shower.

The Leonid meteor shower, which occurs in November, is best viewed in European countries such as the UK, France, and Spain.

Unfortunately, sorcerers cannot easily leave Japan.

Therefore, they chose to travel from Tokyo to the Ogasawara Islands, known as the best viewing spot for Japan's darkest skies.

The group had originally planned to buy tickets and cruise over, but Gojo Satoru waved his hand dismissively—

Swipe my card

Then, relying on the influence of the Gojo family, they directly rented an entire cruise ship, and the group embarked on a journey to chase the meteor shower.

The captain was, of course, someone borrowed from the Gojo family, but there were still other tasks to be done on deck: unhooking and retrieving mooring lines, retrieving the gangway, posting safety notices, and getting the lookouts in place...

Nanami took care of all of this by herself.

The three seniors need no further introduction.

The only one who was usually somewhat reliable, Simmel, was now as excited as a primary school student because it was her first time boarding a cruise ship. She completely blended into Nanako and Mimiko's segment, and the three primary school students jumped around on the edge of the railing.

"They're just like little kids."

Wu Tiao Wu crossed his legs and brought out a white round table from somewhere, placing it in the center of the deck. On it were multi-tiered dessert plates, a common sight in Shanghai.

Holding a macaron in his mouth, Gojo Satoru said, "Can't you learn to be more mature like me?"

"You're not much better off either."

Shoko glanced at Gojo Satoru; the man had already changed into a beach jacket, its colorful attire perfectly complementing his ever-present sunglasses, making him look every bit the party animal.

"How about you learn from Xia You?"

Xia Youjie, still wearing his black vocational high school uniform, occasionally chimed in with a word, but mostly remained silent.

"Jay, what are you thinking about?"

Gojo Satoru noticed something was wrong and quickly came over to bother his best friend.

Because he became the 'strongest,' his mission frequency was very high, and his execution direction was completely different from others. The two stars of the high school have been separated for a month.

He was not there during the period when Xia Youjie was in the worst mental state, and even now he doesn't know that Xia Youjie had gone through that period.

Even now, he sensed that Xia Youjie still had something on his mind.

"Ah... I was just thinking about what happened during the mission."

Xia Youjie looked at the cheerful back of Simmel in the distance.

“When Simmel and I were on a mission, we encountered two special-grade cursed spirits.”

Hey~

Gojo Satoru didn't care much; in his opinion, it was unlikely that two top-tier cursed spirits could defeat Xia Youjie and Xinmeier.

"The cursed spirits are not difficult to deal with, but the problem is that the result of the discussion is that there is a mole in the upper echelons of the sorcery world."

"Excluding you and me, then the problem lies with the three major families or their higher-ups."

Xia Youjie put his hands together and placed them near his lips.

"After visiting the site, I don't think it's the Zenin family. The Gojo family, with you around, wouldn't have any reason to do that. So, the Kamo family is the most likely suspect. But—"

"But the Kamo family was the first to be attacked by the cursed spirits."

Simmel had abandoned the Kaba sisters to Nanami at some point and came alone.

He was dressed very lightly at the moment.

He had discarded his usual white warrior's cloak and lining, leaving his arms completely exposed, with only black boxer shorts covering his lower body.

This elderly person must find the modern swimsuit culture novel, so they enthusiastically maintain this style of dress.

"Because they are victims, they should be cleared of suspicion—that's the normal procedure."

"But don't you often see this kind of plot in suspense movies?" Gojo Satoru said with a bored expression. "They cut themselves to escape suspicion as corpses, actually faking their death—a werewolf killing himself!"

Simmel: "..."

He opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Originally, he intended to draw this conclusion based on the investigative skills he had honed during his time as a hero, when he occasionally participated in the political struggles of various countries.

But have modern people really seen too many of these kinds of tropes...? I initially thought this conclusion was quite insightful...

Simmel felt down for a moment, but quickly cheered up again.

"Although we've come full circle, it doesn't really matter which guy it is, right?"

He looked at Gojo Satoru and Natsumi Yuki.

The two exchanged a glance and smiled simultaneously.

Yes.

Even those at the higher levels of sorcery.

The three starter families are fine too.

It doesn't matter who it is.

Because they are Gojo Satoru and Natsume, they may have experienced setbacks two months ago, but now they occupy two seats as Special Grade Spellcasters.

Even if the mastermind is Yuki Tsukumo, it's only slightly troublesome.

but...

We will win.

As long as the two people are together.

"Yeah, don't think about it."

The handsome white-haired youth gave a dashing smile and pulled Xia Youjie over.

"Anyway, we're here."

".....yes."

This time, there won't be any problems.

"Even if something goes wrong, Simmel will cover for you."

"You're really bold... but it's okay."

Simmel smiled.

"You've been chatting for so long, aren't you going to do any work?!"

At this moment, Shoko, who was already standing next to the barbecue grill, complained with her hands on her hips.

"Well, even though you look like you've done a lot of work, I was the one who carried out the barbecue grill and ingredients, right?" Nanami said casually from the side.

Crackle, crackle...

The wake left a gradually fading white line on the sea surface.

On the deck, the red glow of the charcoal fire was the brightest thing at that moment. Glass stood in front of the barbecue grill pretending to be a professional, but in reality, she was basically watching Simmel operate it.

As a frequent camper and adventurer, his barbecue skills are simply too much.

The metal tongs flipped the meat skewers on the wire rack, dripping grease onto the charcoal with a soft sizzling sound, eliciting gasps from those nearby.